Growing up on a farm in Ohio I was fortunate enough to have uncles and cousins on neighboring farms. We all seemed to grow different things. My dad’s cousin and his wife had a greenhouse and grew flowers. I can remember the smells of first going into the hothouse – which we called it back in those days - on a snowing winter day. I would immediately shed my winter gear and help water. My aunt would show me all the different types of flowers she was growing that year.
Planting a seed and seeing the first sign of the plant sprouting was so exciting to me. Spring is coming. Are you planting anything this year?